Trapped

I feel trapped.
Like I'm screaming for help and no one hears me.
Maybe no one wants to hear me.
Maybe they won't notice the scars.
But maybe as my body cries these scarlet tears they will listen.
They might notice the blood dripping from my skin as I sit slumped over.
Not saying a word...just quiet.
Will they notice me not breathing?
Will they notice my silence?
Or will they just think I'm fine?
Maybe I can disappear and no one will notice.
Maybe if I just sit and let my body's tears drip I won't have to worry.
And maybe..just maybe...I can slip into silent forever